Him (One Shot)

Him

His smile is as sweet as candy. His hair? Soft like a cotton. Nothing beats his eyes that are expressive and beautifully made. His nose that's not carved into perfection yet perfectly imperfect. But what I love the most about him is his heart. His heart that speaks a thousand or even millions of emotions. His heart that is strong. So strong that he embraced all the pain that I've caused him without doubt. His heart that's so pure you can clearly see his unconditional love and compassion. But one thing's for sure, I love him.

I woke up as the sun shone brightly across my face. It's another day. I smiled at the thought. Another day to move forward and hopefully, face all the odds confidently. He once told me, "Everyday is a reason to live. Life is beautifully ugly but its just the humans, us, who makes it seem to be hard and unfair." And with that, he gave me peck on my head. A peck that made me feel secured that even though many problems may come in my way, I'll still find a way to stand up and get back to the track.

I went down for breakfast and get myself ready for I'll be visiting him. I've been very eager to tell him what happened this past few days. I bet he'd surely be happy for me. After eating, I grabbed the my things including the one he wants to see.

"Why do birds suddenly appear? Every time, you are near," I calmly listened to the song as I was walking down the streets. The soft breeze of the wind immediately welcomed me. The peaceful sky looked so aesthetically wonderful that it almost made me feel that all of these were surreal. "Just like me, they long to be, close to you," I looked at the serene sky and I didn't noticed the tiny hot liquid that escaped from my eyes. I miss you so much. Since the song has ended, all I can hear was the chirps of the birds that were sweetly wandering in my ears.

There was once a time I saw him crying. That moment pierced trough my heart as if I was the one hurt. His eyes were swollen because of the unending flow of the hot liquid escaping from his eyes. Tears. These things may just be tiny but they can either make you or break you. These can either make you very happy or the other way around. But seing him right now, I know its the other way around. "In your mind, you are right but in everyone's eyes, you're not. You cannot hurt other people around just like that!" He looked so furious when he said that to me. But I just looked at him like I'm not guilty of what he accused me. "You are here to show compassion and love to anyone, even from the tiniest creatures to the biggest ones, the chaotic places to the peaceful ones, and to the lowly people to the wealthiest ones. Believe me, hurting any of them is the least thing you want to do while you're in this world." And with that, he walked away from me.

Reminiscing memories is the best thing I want to do. Whether it may be good or bad, sad or happy, I still want to cherish it for the rest of my life. While I was enjoying reminising the past, I didn't notice that I already arrived in my favorite place. And then again, the wind blew towards my direction as if it was welcoming me. I immediately saw him as I entered upon it. With a genuine smile, I carefully walked towards him.
I sat next to him. "Hey, I'm sorry for not visiting you lately. It's been what? A week? Ten days?," I chuckled, "I know you're upset but please forgive me this time." I wasn't surprised he didn't gave me any response. "I've got good news for you," I tried to make my voice joyful so that I can shrug the feeling that gives a lump in my throat, "I have passed the exam! I'm officially a liscensed Engineer!" I even showed him the certificate, the thing I got earlier that I think would make him happy. I just recieved it and I was hoping that he would see it. A tear escaped from my eye. I laughed at myself. I looked so pathetic right now but I don't care. Truly, the harder you try to hide your emotions, the more visible it will be.

"I followed all your advices Mr. Anderson and because of that, standing here before you is Engr. Grace Smith Anderson. I hope you are proud of me," the wind blew again and this time, it was soft that I can feel his presence. It's like he wants to tell me that he was indeed proud of me and because I can't stand the pain anymore, I burst into tears. "I know you don't want me to be like this in front of you but I just can't help it. You taught me to be strong everytime but I still can't seem to do it dad."

"I don't know but I can still feel the guilt to what I did that day. And I'm very very sorry. You were right all along. I'm sorry for all the pain that I've caused you when everthing you did was to protect me. I'm sorry for the shortcomings that I did. And I'm very sorry for hurting you when all you did was to love me unconditionally. But behind those thousands of apologies, there are millions of thanks. Thanks for taking care of me, for making me breakfast everyday, for learning to braid my hair which you got from the videos you watched in the internet, for the advices and scolding you told me, and most especially for being both a mother and a father to me. Thank you so much dad." I didn't know how I managed to say those words to him without stuttering but I guess it was much better to be that way. And for the longest time, the huge burden I was carrying for all those years was suprisingly gone. I finally stood up from sitting in front of his grave and bid him goodbye, "I'll be back soon."

My friend once said, "my father will always be the wisest man I have ever met. His words will make you cry but will also make you motivated and stronger," I guess I have to agree with her. He will and will always will.